Yo, you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
And aiyyo, what you don't know, believe the ghetto knows
Yo, you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
And aiyyo, what you don't know, believe the ghetto knows

New York, New York, the city that never sleeps
Bodies, covered in white sheets, are layin' in the streets
**** gets deep, as we creep up the block by the kids slangin' rocks
And holdin' glocks stolen from the cops to get props
You gotta split a top, on the regular or get plugged in your mug
From a slug, by your compe***or
Gunshots echo throughout the city like thunder
No wonder another brother six feet under

You know it ain't no jokin' when the streetlights are broken
So keep your eyes open or get ready for a smokin 'loc
Step out of line, I hope you got your nine gun, son
The Smith and Wess', you better press 9-1-1, word up
Or make a run for it if there's too many to tackle
The Big Apple'll put your *** on ice like a Snapple
So even though I rap I gots to stay strapped
*****z act up I back up, I bust a cap inside your ***kin' hat

Don't even pose with them hoes, the swinger that you chose
Just might be down with the foes, only the shadow knows
And ain't no lollipop, lollipop over here only the shottie pops, boom
Now just sit back and watch the bodies drop
The younger gunmen got the bigger *****z runnin'
The shorties, what, the shorties, what, the shorties are comin'
To push a ***** wig back, and leave his *** flat on his back
The mother***kin' ghetto knows, and it's like that

Yo, you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
And aiyyo, what you don't know, believe the ghetto knows
Yo, you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
And aiyyo, what you don't know, believe the ghetto knows

Today's headlines, another ***** dead
Six to the body and four to the head
Followed the red ***** in the bed full of lead
A drug-related case and now the place is filled with Feds
Ransacked the shack, disclose 'bout two kilos of dope
Two ounces of coke's caught in the pocket of his coat
So another brother caught the ultimate surprise
With blown out brains to drop stains on his eyes
Dazed, as I sit back and watch the 'channel two news'
Watchin' his family goin' through all the boo-hoos

You lose like an Ill Street, the blues are gettin' deeper
Nothin' left in the room except for him, the Grim Reaper
Police are takin' his snapshots, scoop up some blooddrops
Pull out a file on a juvenile child of mugshots
The cops knew he fell victim to laws on the street
So they just pull out the white sheets to cover up the dead meat
Seal off the area with yellow tape, draw the white chalk
Around the body, now the party has to motivate
One more outlaw was murdered on the scene for the green
Died at the age of seventeen

Yo, you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
And aiyyo, what you don't know, believe the ghetto knows
Yo, you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
And aiyyo, what you don't know, believe the ghetto knows

Strollin' the concrete, packin' my heat, walkin' the backstreets
I seen *****z pull up, peepin' me out the side a black Jeep
Six feet deep, that's where I'm goin' if I'm slippin'
Steady ****in' my **** 'cause I already got the clip in
Now who's the first ***** to run up, here they come up
The block hardrocks with glocks rollin' holdin' they guns up
I buck, I buck, and then I struck one in the chest
***** shoulda wore a vest but now his *** is put to rest

But now I got three more *****z, pullin' triggers
Strays are ricochetin' off the bricks, zigga zigga
But who got the biggest strap, who's bustin' bigger caps?
My boom, boom, booms against their pap pap paps
No haps, G. Rap ain't goin' out like a sucker
I reloaded the shot and dropped another mother***ker
Quick, I duck and **** to dodge the bullets comin' at me
'Cause I won't be too happy with a slug inside my nappy
Two more *****z left, they scared to death, but I'm leary
**** gets kinda scary when I got bullet holes near me
I went between two cars, lettin' off the quarter pound
I see another body fallin' down to the ground

Quick I run up on him 'cause I don't think that he's dead
Standin' over his *** I put two more inside his head
That's three *****z down, only got one ***** to go
I gots to send his *** to the grave digger so
I lay low in the cut and wait for money grip to slip up
Nearly shot my whole clip up, I got one more slug to rip up
Look over by the GS, see his *** stickin' his head out
Boom, let the lead out, blew a piece of his brain dead out
The back of his head, now he's dead, because he fell face down
Right on the mother***kin' streets that he dwelled

Yo, you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
And aiyyo, what you don't know, believe the ghetto knows
Yo, you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
And aiyyo, what you don't know, believe the ghetto knows
Yo, you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
And aiyyo, what you don't know, believe the ghetto knows

Yo, you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
And aiyyo, what you don't know, believe the ghetto knows
Yo, you gotta go, you gotta go, you gotta go
And aiyyo, what you don't know, believe the ghetto knows